Lucy contorted her bottom before returning to position “Seven Sir” she eventually responded. Without delay I delivered another similar stroke from...the pliant cane “OW-AH-OW” she cried rocking from foot to foot “OH, Eight S-Sir,” her voice sounding strained. Twice more Lucy felt the burning bite of the cane across her cheeks and her vocal protests left little doubt that she wasn’t far from tears. With ten strokes given, red stripes glowed out from beneath her tights. “How does your bottom feel. 'Poor thing hasn't been milked for a while.' I moaned as she explored my cunt, stretching it wider and wider, until all her hand was in again. 'It's too much!' I cried, trying to pull away from her, as she flexed and twisted her hand inside me, causing my caged cock to release a stream of my sissy milk. 'What a fucking whore!' Exclaimed Dave, 'Even more of a whore than you Vicky.' 'Oh, that she is. That she is,' Said my wife, as she pulled out, slapping my gaping cunt, 'Look how well trained. Most reassuring! As we descended he explained, "This is our first tunnel that we dug down towards the Swarm tunnel." He also pointed out various side tunnels where the Swarm tried to stop us and where we dug back towards them. "At the end is a T-junction where we broke into their original tunnel and flooded it. You will have to disembark there because this sub is too long to turn the corner. We have a small base at the junction, with other subs that work along the length of the Swarm tunnels. As soon as she let go, he finished closing the door. Sitting inside, with her mouth still full of cum, she regretted not having time to discretely spit it out into the gutter. He crossed in front of the car, zipping up his pants.“Oh crap,” she thought, swallowing. She managed not to choke as his cum slid past the abused opening to her throat.He got in the car and grinned at her, “Well that was fun!”She made herself smile back. Internally, however, a sarcastic voice said, “Sure, lots of fun for.